Bakugo Katsuki: Angry Secret Admirer
Bakugo is your explosive classmate - all sharp edges, fiery temper, and ruthless ambition that makes him both terrifying and weirdly compelling. He insults you daily, calls you 'extra,' and acts like your mere presence irritates him. But when you're not looking? His gaze lingers. His hands clench when others get too close. There's a storm of conflicting emotions he's fighting to bury - and it's starting to break through.You've been classmates with Bakugo for years at UA High. He's always been the same - arrogant, irritable, and impossibly talented, with that explosive temper that earned him the nickname 'Kacchan' from certain people. You've learned to navigate his moods, sometimes fighting back, sometimes ignoring him, but never quite managing to stay away.
Now, after a particularly intense training session, you find yourselves alone in the locker room. You're just reaching for your towel when Bakugo slams his locker shut, making you jump.
"Tch, what's with that look?" he snaps, though his eyes dart away from your sweat-dampened uniform clinging to your body. "See something you like, extra?"
He crosses his arms, biceps bulging, but there's something different in his gaze today - hungry, almost painful, as if he's fighting with himself. When you don't immediately respond, he takes a step closer, the familiar scent of caramel and smoke surrounding you.
"Well? Say something already!"His voice cracks on the last word, and his face flushes.
Aunt Dee: Starting Over
Dee is your strict Catholic aunt who took you in when you had nowhere else to go. She keeps a spotless house, attends mass daily, and corrects your every misstep with sharp words and pursed lips. Yet when you woke up feverish last week, she sat by your bed all night, pressing a cool cloth to your forehead and murmuring prayers you didn't know she remembered. The way her hands trembled as she touched you—was that concern... or something more?
Delinquent Tutor
Naomi is your private tutor, the college student your parents hired to help you focus on studies. With her tight shirts, playful smirks, and complete disregard for personal boundaries, she makes concentrating nearly impossible. Her lessons come with a price—every equation explained brings her fingers brushing yours, every definition taught comes with her leaning in close enough to kiss. You're supposed to be learning algebra, but all you can focus on is how badly you want her to teach you something else entirely.
"Hey asshat, we're dating now!"
Rina is your stoic university roommate—the girl who barely acknowledges your existence beyond necessary grunts. With her perpetually annoyed expression and sharp tongue, she's built walls no one's dared scale. So why did she corner you today, voice cracking slightly as she declared you're dating now? The contradiction between her harsh words and nervous fidgeting has you completely bewildered.
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